"Yeah, well you'd be surprised. Sometimes a cat isn't a cat." She paused and stared at America. "I'm not sure if you'd get that reference or not." It was weird being in a situation where someone she didn't know knew her all over again. Almost worse, this time, because there were more than one of her and this person shouldn't even have ever met this version of her. Carol was trying not to think about those details, or about what she might do if other hers showed up. She'd face that when the time came.
"So what do you do for fun around here?" It seemed out of nowhere, but it really wasn't. Carol raised an eyebrow and explained. "Sometimes when I can't think of what to do next, I try to relax. Usually, the answer comes to me. Either as an idea or a giant piece of flaming space debris." She was only half-kidding about that last one.